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on life is a treasure box. No worries, no trouble, no stress. Let’s take it slow, relax and simply forget that after summer shall arrive autumn.</p><p id="4aca"><i>©2020 Marta Mozolewska.</i> <i>All rights reserved.</i></p><p id="78a4"><i>If you liked the poem above, you may also enjoy the following:</i></p><div id="bcb3" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/home-c33e278adf47">

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Summer has arrived. Together with it everything I dearly love. The sun on my skin, the sea salt in my mouth, the beach sand in my sandals. The illusion life is a treasure box. No worries, no trouble, no stress. Let’s take it slow, relax and simply forget that after summer shall arrive autumn.

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